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Chapter 197 They all deserve to die

When Grandpa Jiang's voice reached his ears, he stood quietly, letting the wind in the corridor blow through his hair.

He went up to Jiang Yi and hugged her warmly.

"Good child, you've worked hard."

"Old Jiang? What's wrong?"

Wen Lan stood up, wiped away her tears, and cautiously spoke, controlling her emotions.

"Your dad told me."

Upon receiving the call from his old squad leader, he was stunned for a moment before rushing to the hospital. When he saw the emaciated Jiang Yi, his heart ached with pain.

"They already know?"

Wen Lan recalled that she had been very careful during this period, afraid that even the slightest leak would affect the overall situation.

"The child is already sick, why are you still thinking about all this? If it's not working in China, then find an expert team abroad."

Grandpa Jiang leaned on his cane, his eyes sharp.

"The conclusion we're drawing right now is to wait."

Wen Lan slowed her tone, staring at Chi Ruiche with uncertainty, as if expecting something.

"Xiao Yi, come home with Grandpa."

Grandpa Jiang held Jiang Yi's hand, not allowing him to refuse, "If you don't care about yourself, I will."

"Mr. Jiang, you've misunderstood."

Wen Lan understood what he meant and was just about to explain.

Jiang Yi patted his grandfather's hand and took a deep breath.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. Aunt Chi has to go to the company every day, so it's best for me to stay and take care of Che."

"I'm going home with Grandpa tonight and getting a good night's sleep."

Grandpa Jiang insisted on pulling Jiang Yi along, with Youjun following behind.

"Miss, please come this way."

"I'll be here tonight, don't worry." Wen Lan regained her usual calm demeanor.

"Xiao Che, I'll take Xiao Yi home first. Come find her when you wake up."

Grandpa Jiang spoke calmly without asking any questions, as if Chi Ruiche were just a sleeping child.

Jiang Family Old House

"Grandpa, is the Chi family in complete chaos right now?"

Grandpa Jiang gestured for Jiang Yi to sit down next to him. "Yi, is it alright if I let you and Xiao Che break off your engagement now?"

"Grandpa, you should know this."

"Xiao Yi, Grandpa is old and can no longer shelter you from the wind and rain."

Grandpa Jiang seemed to have seen through all the ways of the world, his voice deep and resonant.

"I will work hard."

During this time, having experienced so much, Jiang Yi has also grown a lot.

"Do you remember what Grandpa told you? You shouldn't have the heart to harm others, but you can't be without the heart to guard against them. The Chi family is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Xiao Che's injury this time is not so simple either."

"It was Xu Xinping. I was originally her target, but Che stood in front of me..."

As Jiang Yi mentioned the name, her excitement gradually subsided, her voice softening as she unconsciously clenched her fists to control her emotions.

This matter kept replaying in her mind, scene after scene flashing through her thoughts: Chi Ruiche covered in blood, all because of her.

Jiang's eyes became glazed over, and his face turned pale, as if he had fallen into a dark abyss.

"dad."

A sudden sound entered the living room, accompanied by the creaking of a wheelchair, interrupting Jiang Yi's thoughts and causing him to freeze in shock.

Grandpa Jiang's eyes sharpened, and Youjun, who was standing to the side, took a small step forward, staring intently ahead.

"Xiao Yi is here too."

Chi Jinghui had a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes revealed indifference.

The figure moved from the shadows into the light. After Lü Haoyang stopped, the unease in his eyes slowly dissipated, and his gaze firmly locked onto Grandpa Jiang.

"You don't seem surprised at all."

Chi Jinghui's smile didn't seem deliberate; it was more like a detached expression of having seen through everything.

"So many things have happened during this period, the two Chi brothers are certainly suspicious, and there are too many doubts about them."

Grandpa Jiang remained calm and composed as always.

"You have always been a role model for us younger generations," Chi Jinghui said politely.

"Young Master Lü, what a brilliant plan. The person who seems least likely to succeed is indeed the best choice."

Jiang Yi's face was pale, and he stared blankly ahead. A tall and handsome figure walked over. Dressed in a black suit, he was different from his usual gentle and refined self, and had a more noble and arrogant air about him.

Lu Haotian gazed at her with deep eyes, his affection mixed with a hint of morbid possessiveness, but upon seeing her haggard face, he suppressed his emotions.

Lü Haotian's appearance startled Jiang Yi.

"You flatter me, Dad. I've come here today just to ask you a question."

The conversation took an abrupt turn, a cold smile playing on Chi Jinghui's lips, his voice low.

Grandpa Jiang smirked and chuckled, "Go ahead and ask."

"Why did you persuade Father to let me marry Qiaoqiao?"

"Is there any point in asking now?"

"For the sake of the Jiang family's status, you chose to sacrifice your own daughter!"

The smile on Chi Jinghui's lips vanished, and his hushed voice almost burst from his chest.

Grandpa Jiang's body suddenly tensed, his face turned pale, his heart felt as if it were being held by a pair of large hands, his breathing became unusually heavy, and the sadness in his pupils blurred, as if he understood everything.

"You orchestrated the downfall of the Guo family and Zhou Guangzhen's sudden illness and uncertain fate!"

Grandpa Jiang frowned, his forehead etched with deep wrinkles that formed deep crisscrossing lines, reflecting the crisscrossing lines of his inner thoughts.

"They all deserve to die."

Chi Jinghui's eyes turned crazed, his uncontrollable rage igniting his mangled body.

His eyes were cold and menacing, like the biting wind of a winter night.

"It's you!"

She would never forget those bloodshot eyes filled with hatred.

Jiang Yi suddenly realized that the person she saw that day was him, only he wasn't in a wheelchair at the time.

The lingering thoughts faded away, replaced by an unfathomable doubt that crept into her mind.